The Silver Kiss
Author's Note: I'm doing this whole thing over, I just can't write fluff, can't bring myself to do it! So if you've read it before realize it's totally going in a different direction, there will be romance mentioned but it's not the focus. I commend those who can write fluff! Bravo! I can not!
Disclaimer: Nope, no characters are mine, jeez I wish! All J.K. Rowlings
Vacant eyes, eyes are supposed to be the window to the soul. Yet empty, hiding nothing and never lying. So pale, as if kissed by moonlight, silvered child, stolen away. Lifeless, forever stolen away. To where? Where has dear moon child gone? Nor dreaming, nor waking, yet so still and silent. Placing a kiss on moon child's head, leaving exhausted, energy now stolen away.
He shut the door and walked quickly down the hall. Now so tired, she had stolen all his energy. She did it every time he visited. He mused that she needed it were she now played. A place were no evil could touch her, and she would dance under golden sunshine. Free, free she was now.
He reached ground floor and went out the visitors entrance. He didn't hear the healers whisper at his retreating back. 'No hope, a lost cause. So sad the poor lad,' the hushed voices murmured. Unknowing he joined the streets of muggles and walked lost in thought. There, but alone in his world were he dreamed all was right and calm. People dodged him on the street as he walked purposely forward, heading towards his unknown destination. A place he thought would heal him and his mourning would stop and the pain would gush from his body. So wrong was he, he wore his pain, a heavy burden which draped his body. Ron Weasly walked aimlessly but purposely mourning his lost Hermione Granger. He was waiting for the day they, at last could be together.
A/N: Short I know but just a prologue now hit that review button!